wailing, never silent; the voices in my head
the voices in my head; not ever winded, my memories to perish; by emotions am I blinded. in darkness they linger, whispering, never faded, guiding my path, with secrets yet traded.
©Kendra Pokhrel
the voices in my head; not ever winded, my memories to perish; by emotions am I blinded. in darkness they linger, whispering, never faded, guiding my path, with secrets yet traded.
©Kendra Pokhrel